SS Pathstone Mingle

[heresyandlace]

Who: Crew and visitors of the SS Passive Aggressive Pathstone
Broadcast: Probably not
Action: Aboard the ship
When: All February!

[with how good everyone on this ship is at settling differences, getting along, acting rationally, and sharing their things, this month will go by without any ripples.

the audience will be so bored. there isn't ever any drama on this ship. at all. it's great.]

Comments

[princessia]

[ It's pretty, although she doesn't know what it's properly called. Other children might be surprised that she doesn't. She never had or even made anything like a pinwheel before. Yet the shape does remind her of something she has seen before in Sharilton.

She's careful as she takes the pinwheel by the stem from him. She's smiling, delighted. ]

Oh, it's... pretty. It's like a little windmill!

[killedwithlove]

[Cole blows softly to make it spin.]

Nami called it a pinwheel. The policeman in her town used to wear one so he was less frightening to the children. To her.

She said you can colour the paper as well.

[princessia]

[ Copying him, she blows a bit of air to make it spin faster. She lets out a small giggle. It really is like a tiny windmill. ]

I can? [ The color she has in mind is obvious. ] ...You're giving this to me?

[killedwithlove]

Of course.

[He carefully slide the pin out.]

You colour it flat, so it doesn't get pinched or crumpled and then we can put it back together.

[princessia]

Oh...

[ She smiles bashfully. It's a gift she'll greatly treasure. ]

That makes sense. Can you help me color it?

[killedwithlove]

If you'd like me to.

[He isn't really sure how, but he wants to join in with her.]

[princessia]

Of course I would.

[ She always enjoys his company. She leans over to give him a quick, fond peck on the cheek. ]

Thank you, Cole!

[ Then she moves to dig out all sorts of pens and markers from her desk, mainly in different shades of pink. ]

[killedwithlove]

[He startles and smiles at her. He's not used to being kissed. Ever.]

Pink reminds me of kindness and love. Peach and pink and puffing plumes...

[princessia]

[ There's usually not much hesitation when she wants to hold hands or giving an innocent kiss on the cheek. Elize is shy, but not shy at all when it comes to showing displays of affection. ]

It reminds me of that too!

[ Well, kindness and love mostly. She's not sure what puffing plumes means. She plops her stash of markers and pens by the piece of paper, then runs her finger across a few of the materials as she tries to decide on a color. ]

I love Milla, Jude, and all my friends. I love Cullen, I love Jove... [ She can name way too many people. Ones that went away, still here, or from home. ] And I love you too!

[killedwithlove]

[If there were a Fade here, Cole would try and reach through to some wisps, to show Elize what he meant about the colours, but there isn't and he can't.]

You're full of love.

[He knew that anyway. He can see it, like giant, soft feathers around her.]

[princessia]

[ Back then, she'd always been pining for Teepo who was nothing more than a device. She's not the same as when she first arrived or when they first met.

Her only response is a quiet, proud smile up at him. She picks out a light pink marker and begins coloring in the paper. ]

[killedwithlove]

[He was far more than a device. He was her sole companion and friend for many years and that alone made him more.

He pulls over another piece of paper and rolls onto his stomach, starting to draw. He tries to only draw when his eyes remember. Sweeping robes, dark hair and beard, bright eyes. Tiny wisps so often drifting along behind.]

[princessia]

[ She continues coloring, focused on filling in a partial blob of pink on her paper. Then she stops for a moment, lifting her head up to check on what he's drawing on his paper. ]

...Rhys?

[killedwithlove]

Mm-hm.

[He nods, pen hovering over the face. He doesn't know how to draw kindness, but it's all he remembers clearly of Rhys' eyes.]

They were dark coloured, but... not dark. Bright. Interested.

[He pushes away that piece of paper and starts drawing a large, blocky, humanoid outline in a pale grey.]

[princessia]

[ She can go back to filling in more pink in a bit. Suddenly she's interested in watching Cole draw. She rests her chin in her hands, waiting patiently for him to finish. ]

[killedwithlove]

[It looks like a suit of armour. The head is small compared to the shoulders and chest, bald, but with glowing blue white eyes. A rune of some kind on the head and little runes around the neck.

And then gemstones. Big, spiky gemstones in blue white jutting from the shoulders.]

Shale. She doesn't like birds, but she really hates pigeons most. She called Wynne 'old woman' and Rhys and Evangeline 'it' and was very protective of people.

[princessia]

...She kind of reminds me of a golem.

[ Not exactly, but similar. The golems in Fort Gandala don't have runes or anything. She doubts they had any sort of personality either. They were just a defense system. ]

[killedwithlove]

She is a golem!

[One with a very strong personality and ideas about birds and people.]

[princessia]

Huh? Oh...!

[ She's surprised, not just over knowing about a golem with a personality, but that she also guessed correctly.

Then with a smile, she looks back down at his drawings. ]

Your drawings have improved, Cole.

[killedwithlove]

I've been working on drawing what I see, not what I know. It's difficult, but it's easier with people I knew before I realised what I was.

[princessia]

You're doing great. Keep it up!

[ She looks back down, filling in more blobs of pink on her paper. Just how long ago was the first time they started drawing together? It's been awhile. They've come a long way. ]

[killedwithlove]

[He'll never be a da Vinci... or Solas, but they're recognisable these days as people.]

Elize... Have you ever been around someone who makes your face feel hot?

[princessia]

[ This is shy little Elize. Her cheeks often get warm and pink from embarrassment especially. ]

Huh? You mean like when you accidentally do something silly in front of someone?

[killedwithlove]

[He thinks about it. He doesn't get embarrassed, but he doesn't think that's right.]

No... not really. Never mind.

[princessia]

[ Now she's wondering the reason for that question. ]

Does your face ever get hot around anyone?